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It was just junk mail. Well, I thought it was all junk mail. When I got inside, I opened up a small envelope containing a CD. It had the words 'DARK OF THE MOON' written crudely on it in sharpy. I knew something was up, but I didn't care. I walked down into my basement, and popped it into the X-Box 360. It took a few tries to get the game working, but it finally started up.
 
I completely forgot about my drawing, and played for about an hour. I was in a level playing as Ironhide, when I decided to pause it, and run upstairs for some soft pretzels. I came back down holding a plate, to see something extremely weird…weird...
 
Not only was the game unpaused, Ironhide was lying there. Dead. His spark pulled out, and lying next to him. Both he and his spark had a weird red blood-like fluid all over them. But it wasn't just Ironhide on the screen. Wheeljack, the little Scientist bot who was killed in the movie was standing there covered in the blood-like fluid. His facial expression was cold and threating. I stared at the screen. He looked like he was staring right back at me. A demented theme played in the background.
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The screen violently flashed red and black, and turned to static. I covered my ears, the static was so loud. The static stopped, and the screen went black. Then, I heard such a loud, disturbing screech. The screen violently flashed images of Bumblebee, being violently murdered by Wheeljack, who was a friend of his, by being strangled. I was crying hysterically at this point.
 
After about 5 minutes, it finally stopped. Wheeljack reappeared on the screen. "I killed them all…Youall...You can't escape me, girl." He said in a dark, menacing voice. I had enough at that point. I slammed on the power button on the 360, and run upstairs out of the basement, sobbing. I didn't want to be alone. I went to a friend's house. I wouldn't tell her what was wrong, even though she insisted I talk about it, for I would feel better. I'd never feel better after that. Even if I told everyone I knew about it.
 
Later that night, after hours of gaining courage, I started up the X-Box again. I didn't let anyone come down with me. I locked the basement door to make sure no one could. Everyone noticed I seemed dark and terrified. Like something had fell dark upon me, and consumed me in darkness.
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As soon as turned that game on, I immediately rethought my decision. All that came up was static. But I still sat there with false courage until an image slowly appeared in the static.
 
It was him again…Wheeljackagain...Wheeljack was sitting on a wooden swing that was his size, strangely. I thought it was very odd how it was wooden. I didn't think wood could hold up a giant robot. He was seen on a side view. His leg was crossed over his knee, and he was holding his ankle, looking down at the ground. He was gently swinging himself with his other foot pushing on the ground. I could hear a squeak as he pushed himself back and forth. The background was nothing but darkness when that static cleared up.
 
He slowly turned his head toward the screen. Once again, it looked as if he was staring back at me. I sat completely frozen in fear. He was hyper realistic-looking. Even more realistic than in the movie. Like if I were to touch the screen, I would be able to touch him, and feel his cold metal. I didn't think an X-box 360 could render such amazing graphics.
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He cocked his head slightly, and said "Oh. Don't you wanna play some more?" He said, almost like he was taunting me. "But there's so many souls yet to toy with." He grinned demonically. "Don't go just yet."
 
The screen went to black, and the character selection came back up. Optimus was replaced with a red X as well, and a bunch of Autobots, not even playable in the game, were now in the character selection. I had enough. Enough of watching them meet a horrible demise. They may have been just robots…butrobots...but I couldn't bare it any longer. I turned off the system, and took the disk out.
 
I shipped it out to someone at random the next day, thinking it could be some sort of chain thing. It can be someone else's problem. I never want to play a Transformers game ever again…again...
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